everybody's lost their minds. i don't know what's real anymore. the spores. they're in my head. i can feel them crawling through my mind and eating away my flesh. i don't know how much longer i have before they make me do something terrible... they've already got jack. he's not right anymore. sometimes he's him and sometimes he's... this. this THING with bottomless black eyes and no soul. there must be a cure. there has to be...
